Polish Fog

- I hope I can make it through the winter.
It gets lonely and I'm weak.
- You can lean on me. I'm here.
- I can rarely talk when I should.
- But you have to. It's like taking medicine when you're ill;
it may taste awful, but it makes you feel better.
- Yes, it's hard.
- So, if you want to, I'm here. I am.
- I will remember.
- Okay.
- Thank you. You're a kind soul.
- No. I love you, that's all.